That night Sheila drove me across the desert
Between regency malls and the office park
It was time that she told me her plans for the night
And the way the stars shone out on the hood
We stopped to do firecrackers on the dunes
And late at night we snuck upstairs to her room
And commensed transmissions from the satellite heart
On the stereo and begged for our lives to start
But they never did
Not the way we thought
Not the way we begged for
The way we prayed for
And then at her brother's graduation we all gathered round for a snack
By the punch bowl, and her teacher was in line
And he looked down and he stoned her, he scolded her life
And then smiled and begged forgiveness for his crimes
'Cause Sheila read from her manuscript
And sold it to a publishing house
That was there in the back row
And Sheila turned to me with a tear in her
Money rolling off of her cheeks
And said "I gotta go my son"
I said "You're not the only one"
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